Page 60 of The Prince's Game

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“Need I remind you that Mom and Dad were engaged and married within six months? Have you ever seen two people more in love than them? She’s still not over him, and he died fourteen years ago.”

I smiled, thinking of the nights Dad took Mom out back to dance under the stars. Abby and I used to spy on them until the kissing started. “He loved Mom.”

“And she loved him.”

“Yeah.” I flicked a tear from my eye and cleared my throat. “Brenda’s going to kill me if I ruin my makeup.”

“Speaking of which, we should get back. Otherwise the men are going to have all sorts of sordid fantasies when they find us both in the bathroom with the shower running.”

I groaned. “I don’t even want to know what Evan’s dad would think.”

“Oh, I can tell youexactlywhat that man would be thinking. Did you see the way he was looking at Mom?”

“Yeah, his dad’s a piece of work, huh?” I turned off all the faucets and fixed my hair. The humidity from the water and closed door made it frizzy. “Evan’s nothing like him.”

“My boobs and I figured that out quickly.”

I sent my eyes heavenward. “Stop trying to get him to leer at you, okay? I don’t like it.”

She pressed the back of her hand to my forehead. “Huh, no fever. But I swear I just heard a jealous note come out of your mouth. Strange.”

“Oh, shut up.”

“There’s my favorite twin.” Her grin was infectious. “Now let’s go down there and get you a husband.”

“You realize payback’s a bitch, right?” Little did my twin know that my plan was already in the works. Rachel’s federal agent friend was on board and waiting for my cue. Abby was going to learn the lesson of a lifetime, and I couldn’t wait.

“Hmm, you know, I loved Rome but didn’t get to spend enough time there. Maybe I’ll get Andy to whisk me off to Europe this time just as the show is finishing?”

“You’re terrible.”Note to self: activate plan sooner rather than later.

“It’s the men, Sarah. They’re too easy.” She plucked at her cleavage and grabbed a shawl from the closet on her way to the door. “It’s do-or-die time, Sis. Let’s go.”

29

Maintaining Status Quo

“He’s in France with Amber.” A week ago we were having dinner with our families. It felt like a lifetime ago.

“You sound pissed about that.” I pictured Rachel’s lips pursing on the other end of the phone, an expression to match her disapproving tone. “You’re falling for him.”

Oh, I’m beyond that point, Rach. I think I’m in love with him.Not a conversation I was ready to have with my best friend. She wouldn’t approve.

“I’m just cranky about being trapped in his house for almost a week while waiting for him to pick me up. I don’t see why I couldn’t stay in Indiana with my family or run home to Chicago for a bit.”

“Yeah, how did all that go, by the way?” This was the first time one of my rare moments alone overlapped with Rachel taking a break from work. The woman needed a vacation.

“Oh, it went okay. You got my text about Abby, right?” I told her how my sister admitted she was a bitch for getting me into this mess, but that didn’t change my mind about getting revenge. She was in for an eye-opening experience once Agent Kincaid got his hands on her. I couldn’t wait. “That was pretty much the highlight other than my mom giving Evan approval to ask the big question. I think she meant it, which is scary.”

“Estrella Summers gave Evan the okay to ask you to marry him?” She sounded about as shocked as I felt last week. “Did they ply her with wine or something?”

“No, I think he won her over.” Which said a lot about him. “He passed the twin test. That alone decided his fate.”

“He was able to tell the difference between you and Abby? Even I struggle with that when you’re both on your game.”

“He knew right away.” My heart skipped a beat at the memory. “Everyone was shocked, including me.”

Rachel was quiet for too long, an indicator she was thinking hard about what she wanted to say. “Be careful, Sarah.”